Susan Downs
Stories (9/0)
- Top Story - November 2022
Decisions!
I decided this morning to fly! Not caring what others thought of me, about me - or not. I'm going to fly today. Make light of my heart and let my spirit soar. Whatever they think of me will not kill me, bother me, or bog me down, because today I decided to fly!
By Susan Downsabout a year ago in Poets
Strength
Strength does not count where death is concerned. It makes the best of us weak in the knees and the most, a living being can do is either ignore the fact or cry our hearts out. Being a photographer makes having pictures a haunting reality or a breath of fresh laughter. Sometimes they end up becoming tear-stained photographs or end up as a memorial on your mantle above the fireplace. How quickly time moves. Eleven years, twelve years, sixteen years...these numbers are a lifetime when you spend every waking day with someone you love. The weakest point is when you see their age and their struggle to stay with you for just one more day.
By Susan Downsabout a year ago in Motivation
The King is Dead
His light body is being carried through the Duat, paddled by Thoth only because Anubis was on vacation from his duties as the god of the dead. And yet, the Kings gaze of life still hung here in the aether. He watched as we grieved in disbelief.
By Susan Downsabout a year ago in Fiction
'Stances
I was excited when the call came through. My heart skipped a very fine beat, but I steadied myself for the worse, hoping for the best. I knew that time would reveal all the secrets being kept from me. There was never a moment where some doubt crept into my mind, wondering over and over again if this was the right thing for me. I still moved forward with a smile and a laugh that masked my innermost feelings. Some days, my emotions fell upon my face and sat there for everyone to see and everyone did see. They knew when to play with me and then they knew when I was not in the mood.
By Susan Downs2 years ago in Fiction
Four Paws and One Big Heart
Where do you go when the pain inside is unbearable? When your heart is breaking and you just can't seem to connect with life in the real world? I was walking around mummified. I was in auto-emotive mode. Wake up, eat, dress, go to work, come home, get in bed and cry... rinse, repeat.
By Susan Downs2 years ago in Petlife